No horror stories this year, but here's the general gist of the last several Thanksgivings/Christmases with my ex-GFs mom:
1) Weeks and weeks in advance, make a humongous deal about scheduling a dinner right in the middle of the day, forcing everyone to schedule around you with massive problems all around.
2) Come time for the big hullabaloo of Thanksgiving/Christmas dinner when everyone shows up at your house, announce that you decided you didn't want to spend all that money on food. Serve frozen pizzas and/or hamburgers.
3) As everyone "enjoys" their ghetto-assed "holiday feast," talk nonstop about either a) your new car, b) the cruise you just got back from, c) the new carpet you just got, d) your new computer.
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The Grim said on November 24, 2007:
No horror stories this year, but here's the general gist of the last several Thanksgivings/Christmases with my ex-GFs mom:
1) Weeks and weeks in advance, make a humongous deal about scheduling a dinner right in the middle of the day, forcing everyone to schedule around you with massive problems all around.
2) Come time for the big hullabaloo of Thanksgiving/Christmas dinner when everyone shows up at your house, announce that you decided you didn't want to spend all that money on food. Serve frozen pizzas and/or hamburgers.
3) As everyone "enjoys" their ghetto-assed "holiday feast," talk nonstop about either a) your new car, b) the cruise you just got back from, c) the new carpet you just got, d) your new computer.
Ah. Single life is wonderful.